Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 1787

Henry’s laughter rang through the backyard, bright and carefree. Andre hopped out of the car and swept a quick glance over the back seat before turning toward the golden-lit lawn. “Henry, don’t chase your mom all over the place! Come in and get ready for your bath!”

Dirt-smudged and beaming, Henry finally caught his mom, wrapping his arms around her cream dress. His giggle was pure delight. “Haha, caught you, Mommy!”

Mia smiled, handing him her apple. “A couple bites, then bath time, okay?”

Henry scampered off with the half-eaten apple. When Andre tried to give him a bath, Henry absolutely refused to let go of his snack.

Andre teased, “Even the cat knows better than to eat in the tub—what are you, huh?”

Henry grinned, slippery and happy, and declared, “Mommy’s sweetie, born from a hungry cat!” He held up the apple. “Daddy, you want a bite too?”

“I’ll pass. Hand it back to your mom. Time to rinse you from head to toe.”

Fresh and clean, Henry flopped onto the sofa, still working on that apple. Not long after, when Mom and Dad headed to the dining room for dinner, he tossed the core aside, put his tiny slippers on the wrong feet, and trailed after them, tailing them like a little shadow.

Andre watched, amused, as his son clambered onto his chair and immediately reached for more food.

Mia always half-suspected the school didn’t feed him enough.

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On the weekend, when Anya clocked out, her boyfriend was already waiting to drive her back to the Calder house.

Meanwhile, Milka’s mom was flying home to her country—Mars had arranged for someone to pick her up, and she was already on the plane.

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